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Iviana (The Sign Painter), The Goddess of indecisiveness
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Dec 23, 2010 01:41PM

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message 6802:
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Iviana (The Sign Painter), The Goddess of indecisiveness
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Whimsicality wrote: "Me: DRAMA. http://www.goodreads.com/topic/show/3..."
Me: starts here: http://www.goodreads.com/topic/show/3...
Me: starts here: http://www.goodreads.com/topic/show/3...
message 6804:
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Iviana (The Sign Painter), The Goddess of indecisiveness
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Me: VAN! ARPAY! NOW!
BOOT AND WHOMEVER YOU LAIK.
BOOT AND WHOMEVER YOU LAIK.
Me: Edwin: "I'm rolling in money."
Me: "In f's?"
Edwin: "...Damn right I am."
HAHAHAHAHAHA.
Me: "In f's?"
Edwin: "...Damn right I am."
HAHAHAHAHAHA.
message 6810:
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Iviana (The Sign Painter), The Goddess of indecisiveness
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Me: HELLO???!!!? Does anyone want to RP with me????!!!!?
Me: FREGE, BOOT AND KEELYN? :/
Me: LOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOL.
Yesterday, making gingerbread hosues with my friends~
Me: SHIT GUYS THE ROOF IS IMPLODING.
Mara: *lounges on couch, watching TV* I'm hungry, when can we eat it?
Rai: WE HAVE TO MAKE IT BEFORE WE EAT IT, MARA, AND YOU'RE NOT DOING SHIT.
Me: *very pissed because I'm doing all the work* HOLD THE GODDAMNED ROOF, MARA.
Mara: *holds out a finger* Here. Do whatever you want with it.
Me: *fumes* I'm going to stick it up your f*cking ass, that's what I'm going to do with it.
*TWO HOURS LATER*
Rai: We're done! Yes!
Sara: ^^
Me: *sigh*
Eddie: Even though Mara didn't do shit.
Mara: -.-
Me: CORRECTION: Taking a shit would require more effort than what she put in the last three hours.
Mara: *noms on gingerbread*
Yesterday, making gingerbread hosues with my friends~
Me: SHIT GUYS THE ROOF IS IMPLODING.
Mara: *lounges on couch, watching TV* I'm hungry, when can we eat it?
Rai: WE HAVE TO MAKE IT BEFORE WE EAT IT, MARA, AND YOU'RE NOT DOING SHIT.
Me: *very pissed because I'm doing all the work* HOLD THE GODDAMNED ROOF, MARA.
Mara: *holds out a finger* Here. Do whatever you want with it.
Me: *fumes* I'm going to stick it up your f*cking ass, that's what I'm going to do with it.
*TWO HOURS LATER*
Rai: We're done! Yes!
Sara: ^^
Me: *sigh*
Eddie: Even though Mara didn't do shit.
Mara: -.-
Me: CORRECTION: Taking a shit would require more effort than what she put in the last three hours.
Mara: *noms on gingerbread*
message 6815:
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Iviana (The Sign Painter), The Goddess of indecisiveness
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Whimsicality wrote: "Me: LOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOL.
Yesterday, making gingerbread hosues with my friends~
Me: SHIT GUYS THE ROOF IS IMPLODING.
Mara: *lounges on couch, watching TV* I'm hungry, when can w..."
Me: OwO
I don't know whether to laugh or....
Yesterday, making gingerbread hosues with my friends~
Me: SHIT GUYS THE ROOF IS IMPLODING.
Mara: *lounges on couch, watching TV* I'm hungry, when can w..."
Me: OwO
I don't know whether to laugh or....
Me: My merd name is: Alice, the Forth Hacker
Iviana (The Sign Painter!) wrote: "Whimsicality wrote: "Me: LOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOL.
Yesterday, making gingerbread hosues with my friends~
Me: SHIT GUYS THE ROOF IS IMPLODING.
Mara: *lounges on couch, watching TV* I'm hu..."
-.- Sounds like quite a day. Are you the Little Red Hen?
Yesterday, making gingerbread hosues with my friends~
Me: SHIT GUYS THE ROOF IS IMPLODING.
Mara: *lounges on couch, watching TV* I'm hu..."
-.- Sounds like quite a day. Are you the Little Red Hen?
Me: O-O What is the Little Red Hen?
Me: FREGEY?
Alxei: the little red hen is a story told to little kids about dong your share of the work.
Me: Does anyone have any links?
Alxei: the little red hen is a story told to little kids about dong your share of the work.
Me: Does anyone have any links?
Me: Scmedwin--"Wtf is that, a TV show?" ...xD
Magdalena (Maggie) wrote: "Me: FREGEY?
Alxei: the little red hen is a story told to little kids about dong your share of the work.
Me: Does anyone have any links?"
Me: HAI MAGGIE!
Alxei: the little red hen is a story told to little kids about dong your share of the work.
Me: Does anyone have any links?"
Me: HAI MAGGIE!
Me: o.o
You and Schmeddy have had deprived childhoods.
LISTEN TO WHIMSY, CHILDREN. *settles gown and smiles at tiny little children gathered around, which include Vanny and Schmeddy*
TOMMY DON'T PICK YOUR NOSE.
*ahem*
A little red hen finds a grain of wheat, and asks for help from the other farmyard animals to plant it. However, no animal will volunteer to help her.
At each further stage (harvest, threshing, milling the wheat into flour, and baking the flour into bread), the hen again asks for help from the other animals, but again she gets no assistance.
Finally, the hen has completed her task, and asks who will help her eat the bread. This time, all the previous non-participants eagerly volunteer. However, she declines their help, stating that no one aided her in the preparation work, and eats it with her chicks, leaving none for anyone else.
In other versions sometimes the bread is substituted with a cake, and is also said from that day forward when the red hen worked on food, she found volunteers and thus this time shared with all those who aided her.
The moral of the story is that those who show no will to contribute to an end product do not deserve to enjoy the end product, or "if a man does not work, let him not eat."
AND THAT IS WHY MARA WAS BEING SUCH A FUCKING PAIN IN THE ASS.
*little children run away screaming*
You and Schmeddy have had deprived childhoods.
LISTEN TO WHIMSY, CHILDREN. *settles gown and smiles at tiny little children gathered around, which include Vanny and Schmeddy*
TOMMY DON'T PICK YOUR NOSE.
*ahem*
A little red hen finds a grain of wheat, and asks for help from the other farmyard animals to plant it. However, no animal will volunteer to help her.
At each further stage (harvest, threshing, milling the wheat into flour, and baking the flour into bread), the hen again asks for help from the other animals, but again she gets no assistance.
Finally, the hen has completed her task, and asks who will help her eat the bread. This time, all the previous non-participants eagerly volunteer. However, she declines their help, stating that no one aided her in the preparation work, and eats it with her chicks, leaving none for anyone else.
In other versions sometimes the bread is substituted with a cake, and is also said from that day forward when the red hen worked on food, she found volunteers and thus this time shared with all those who aided her.
The moral of the story is that those who show no will to contribute to an end product do not deserve to enjoy the end product, or "if a man does not work, let him not eat."
AND THAT IS WHY MARA WAS BEING SUCH A FUCKING PAIN IN THE ASS.
*little children run away screaming*
Magdalena (Maggie) wrote: "Me: FREGEY? Where's your "NEW PAGE" thingy?"
Me: I forgot. :(
http://www.proprofs.com/quiz-school/p...
Me: I forgot. :(
http://www.proprofs.com/quiz-school/p...
Me: ...I can't stop laughing at this: TOMMY DON'T PICK YOUR NOSE.
There's a kid in my Band named Tommy...annoying little sh*t.
NONONONO, THAT'S THE STORY OF LA GALLENITA ROJA TRAVADORA. D: I probably spelled that wrong.
There's a kid in my Band named Tommy...annoying little sh*t.
NONONONO, THAT'S THE STORY OF LA GALLENITA ROJA TRAVADORA. D: I probably spelled that wrong.
message 6838:
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Iviana (The Sign Painter), The Goddess of indecisiveness
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Whimsicality wrote: "Me: o.o
You and Schmeddy have had deprived childhoods.
LISTEN TO WHIMSY, CHILDREN. *settles gown and smiles at tiny little children gathered around, which include Vanny and Schmeddy*
TOMMY..."
Me: I love you.
You and Schmeddy have had deprived childhoods.
LISTEN TO WHIMSY, CHILDREN. *settles gown and smiles at tiny little children gathered around, which include Vanny and Schmeddy*
TOMMY..."
Me: I love you.
Me: *fumes* I'M TELLING IT RIGHT AND IT DOESN'T MATTER IF I SCARE AWAY THE LITTLE CHILDREN. THIS IS WHY I'M NEVER GOING TO BE A MOTHER. OR FIND A JOB. OR GET INTO UNIVERSITY.
Myra: o.O Because you can't tell a story properly?
Me: *sobs*
Myra: o.O Because you can't tell a story properly?
Me: *sobs*
Me: xD I love you too, Ivi.
Vanster, YOU MUST TELL SCHEDWIN THE STORY.
AND ALSO TELL HIM NOT TO PICK HIS NOSE.
OR CHEW HAMBURGERS WITH HIS MOUTH OPEN.
Vanster, YOU MUST TELL SCHEDWIN THE STORY.
AND ALSO TELL HIM NOT TO PICK HIS NOSE.
OR CHEW HAMBURGERS WITH HIS MOUTH OPEN.
Me: WHIM, WE HAFTA GO EAT DINNER NOW.
BAI BAI.
BAI BAI.
Me: I DON'T EAT HAMBURGERS NEMORE. I almost died eating one what. Gtg.
message 6846:
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Iviana (The Sign Painter), The Goddess of indecisiveness
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Me: ^Correction, 5:20. <3
LOVE YOU IVI.
Shit... it's pitch black out awreddy. :(
DRAKIE DIARY POSTIE PLEASIE THANKIE BYE-Y.
LOVIE. ^^
LOVE YOU IVI.
Shit... it's pitch black out awreddy. :(
DRAKIE DIARY POSTIE PLEASIE THANKIE BYE-Y.
LOVIE. ^^
Me: -.- Frege lied about the time.
I'm still here and might even continue being on after. :D Provided I'm home alone.
I'm still here and might even continue being on after. :D Provided I'm home alone.
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